Failing start at Feldberg

My second-born illegally hanging out in ski school

Jan 2019 – On a weekend whim, we decided to drive the hour and a half from our area to the ski area in the Black Forest known as Feldberg. We’d heard of the place a few times and were still scouting decent areas to take day trips here and there; so the short drive to Feldberg seemed ideal. The winter was seeing a ton of snowfall across the region so we assumed conditions would be great.

My work buddy, Kevin, wanted to try and learn how to snowboard and he decided the torture of riding cramped in our BMW 325D with our two moody kids for free was worth the opportunity. As we struck out, not even 10 minutes into this insanely early trip, our snowboards conveniently flew off of our rooftop rack and onto the Autobahn, landing deftly in the middle of the road. I didn’t want to risk death, but I’m also not about to let gear get run over…so I ran into the road and snatched them all up. The good news was that I wasn’t killed over cheap snowboards. However, I had already built lousy memories of Feldberg and we weren’t even there, yet.

Conditions during our visit

After a brief repack and adjustment, we continued on and arrived. There’s a pretty large parking facility located only about a 10 minute walk from the western slope side. When you leave, if you keep your lift ticket, the entire day is only 10€ with the 3€ refund (pfand) on your ticket. The infrastructure and restaurants are all at the base below the slopes. Food and great Rothausbier are easy to find; however, during a busy weekend it can be a little difficult to find a table.The resident ski school, Schneesport Thoma, was easy to find for registration. It was also pretty reasonable with a 4-hour (2 in the morning, 2 in the afternoon) lesson for both my children only costing 80€…depending on how much you love time to yourself on the slopes, this price is great.

Daughter doing sort of okay with Schneesport Thoma

So you may recall the top image’s caption about my kid illegally enjoying ski school. Welp, unbeknownst to my wife, I totally lied about his age (he was 3) in order to throw them both in school so my wife and I could hit the slopes. To say this backfired is kind of an understatement. Essentially, after it became evident by the instructors, who deal with kids every single day, that his focus level was not that of a 4-year old, the instructor got him to say how old he was. The instructor then approached me and totally shamed me,

“It’s not correct from you, Sir. From you, his age is not correct”

Feldberg Instructor making me feel like a total idiot

Essentially, we ended up spending way less time on the slopes because of my heavy sense of shame and the fact that we couldn’t snowboard together, now. My spouse had decided to hang with my son when we weren’t eating lunch and I briefly got to enjoy a 39€ lift ticket. However, she ended up finding a pretty awesome feature to occupy kids, when not in ski school, that was located at the mountain base.


My wife really saved half the day by finding this place: Fundorena. It’s located just behind the western slope area’s base. If your kids are all of a sudden whiners, can’t deal with the cold, or decide that after spending 40€ on them, your idea of turning them into the next Shaun White or Lindsey Vonn was a stupid idea, take them here. A day pass to the main play area is only 6€ per kid; however, an adult has to stick around for all kids under 8-years old. 😦

End of day song and dance that every Alpine school seems to do

All in all, Feldberg was a good experience, albeit filled with father shame. The ski school is relatively cheap (although the starting age allowable is 4), and there is an awesome play alternative to putting your kids in the course. The primary knock I’ve got against Feldberg is that, for the size of the place, I felt it a bit expensive for a single day at 39€. My recommendation is to go if it’s not a long drive. It’s a good way to spend a Saturday. I can’t recommend any lodging since we never stayed overnight. As for Kevin, he said snowboarding sucks then just drank beer the rest of the day.

Click here for the clearer more fortunate date the next year.

Bis zum näschtes mal!

-The Snowboard Dad in Europe

Author: TheSnowBoardDadInEurope

Through a series of life choices (occasionally involving alcohol), I ended up with a great wife (Kate), two great kids (Karaline and Noah), and the good fortunes to live in the beautiful country of Germany. We love the Alpine landscape of Europe. After seeing so much of it with my family, I decided to share , in blunt honesty, our successes and total failures in hopes of helping some of you, fine folks. I have no six pack. I drink too much beer, and I swear too much; however, I love seeing the Alps with my family.